Chapter 419: Sensus Altus and Information Overload
At some point Knox had abandoned the desk.
He'd dropped to the floor, circled half the classroom, and padded over to the window, settling a few steps from Regulus.
Deep blue eyes fixed on the world outside. The moon slid free of the clouds and laid a patch of light across the floorboards. He studied it a moment, then pounced.
Nothing under his paw but wood, and a soft slap of sound.
He tilted his head at his own paw, tried once more, came up empty again, and gave it up.
Tail curled around his body, he watched the window in silence, moonlight plating the tips of his fur a faint silver-grey.
No more hissing at Regulus. Whatever had been crawling under a cat's skin all evening was gone, and the human seemed less objectionable now.
Hence the willingness to come this close.
Regulus glanced at the cat by his foot and left it alone.